Gabriella reached across Troy's body while he looked down between her breasts as she laid on top of him.

"You know, I could have gotten that for you."

She looked down at him as her gold embossed lilies rested on his chest. "You could have, but then I wouldn't be laying on top of you, now would I?" she blushed, che on her telephone she had just picked up off the nightstand . "Hey, Tay."

Troy grasped at the chain of the necklace to the embossed lilies, caressing the sides of her cleavage and Bri closed her eyes, enjoying Troy's hand between her breasts.

"Don't you hey, Tay, me, Miss G! You run out of the reunion on me and don't even call me after to tell me you're even alive and you expect me to not be freaking out over here over you!"

Gabriella blinked, giggling silently down at Troy who was looking up at her wide-eyed, hearing Taylor screaming through the phone and trying not to laugh himself. Gabriella placed her hand over the receiver, whispering, "Blame the pregnancy hormones."

Troy snickered and Bri pulled her hand back off the phone. "I was, uh," she looked down at Troy, licking her lips, "in a bit of a hurry." Troy turned his hand around, cupping her breast gently, causing Bri to close her eyes softly.

"Yeah, I know. I turn my head from dancing with my husband and all I see is my best friend running out the door with the man she was only going to go out and talk to. What happened G?"

Gabriella opened his eyes, looking down at Troy and smiling down into his perfect blue eyes. "The most amazing thing, Tay."

Troy leaned up, pressing his lips to Gabriella's as Taylor squealed in Gabriella's ear.

"I knew it! I knew if you just talked to him once you'd be right back in each others arms! Don't you wish you would have done it years ago?"

Gabriella pulled back from kissing Troy, biting her lip softly. "You're right, Tay. I should have." She let her hand caress Troy's bare chest, smiling down at him.

"He's still there, isn't he?"

Gabriella giggled, resting her forehead on Troy's chin. "Yes, he's here," Bri told her best friend, smiling brightly, loving telling her that.

"And I'm staying, Taylor," Troy added as Gabrie lifted her head, looking up at him, smiling even more.

"Oh my God, G! He's moving in!"

Gabriella bit her lip, giggling into the phone. "He's already started, Tay."

Troy ran his fingers through his Lily's hair, tucking it behind her ear.

"Ok, I'm going to go back to my horny husband, he's complaining that I need to get off the phone. At least I can tell him why Troy's phone has been turned off all weekend! Make sure he gets sleep tonight. I know you two have years of... alone time to make up for, but he still has practice in the morning."

Gabriella giggled, shaking her head. "I'll make sure he's well rested for practice in the morning, and I'll come over when I wake up. We'll do breakfast." Troy leaned up, taking her nipple in his mouth, causing Gabriella to gasp slightly, mouthing a curse down at him.

"Sounds great! Love you, sweetie."

Gabriella swallowed, trying to hide a moan. "Good night, Tay. Love you." She tossed her phone up on the nightstand and glared down at her boyfriend. "What are you trying to do? I'm not having sex with you while my best friend is on the phone!"

Troy laughed. "Why not? It's not like we've never done it before. If I remember right, you and I did quite a bit in high school."

Gabriella blushed, looking down at her necklace resting on her boyfriend's chest. "Jesucristo, T!"

Troy took her chin with his forefinger and thumb, raising her face to meet his. "Babe, what happened to the girl I knew in back then? She wasn't anywhere near this shy. Actually, she was a wild one. Where'd she go?"

Bri sat up on his lap, tucking her hair behind both of her ears. "I guess I've channeled her into my public persona and I kinda lost her in real life."

Troy didn't like the sound of that. He loved how sassy his Lily had been. He loved how much spirit she had for life and she never let anyone back her down, but she didn't have that same fight as she used to. He let his hands slide up over her stomach, his fingertips caressing her sides.

"I feel bad you've lost her, Lily. But we're going to find her again, together." He smirked up at her, his hands moving higher up over her body, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. "But I'd love to see you in action some time. Do you think maybe I could get a front row seat? Maybe a pass to Ella Leigh's dressing room?"

Bri licked her lips, shaking slightly, feeling a surge of electricity course through her body from her nipples down to her clitoris. "I'm sure," she moaned breathlessly, "she could figure something out."

Troy smiled, pinching her nipples slightly, sitting up closer to her. "You know," he whispered heavily, "I think I'm kinda developing a crush on this Ella chica." Gabriella gasped, giggling down at Troy as he pulled her closer down to her. "I think I might try to seduce her if I am able to get into her dressing room."

Gabriella pretended to glare down at him, playfully slapping his cheek. "Troy Bolton! I'm so hurt! I can't believe you'd want to sleep with her! Don't I make you happy?"

He smiled, wrapping his hand through her hair around the back of her head. "Happier than I've ever dreamed. I'm so glad you've come back into my life, babe. You're all I'll ever need." Pulling her head to his, he kissed her deeply, holding her in his arms as he rolled her to his side, letting her lay beside him on the bed. "I love you, Lily. Forever." Pressing his lips back to hers, he held her against him, whispering against her lips, "What is it you always say? "Porsempray?"

Bri smiled brightly, wrapping her arms tightly around him, her breasts pressing up almost against his neck. "Por siempre, T. Forever, yes. Por siempre."

Troy kissed her softly again. "Porsiempray, Lily. Porsiempray, forever."

Gabriella pressed her lips to his, smiling for him even trying. She would have to teach him some Spanish somehow. It might take awhile, but right now, she was going to make love with him. Troy ran his hand down her waist and over her hip, letting his hand move over her thigh, pulling her leg up over his waist.

"I love you, Lily, porsiempray."

He pulled her closer to him, his hard cock sliding over her pussy, causing her to shake with pleasure.

"O..." Gabriella moaned, pushing her hips more against him.

He pulled her hips against him more, sliding deep into her, the base of his cock rubbing up against her clit as he pushed in all the way. He loved the way she cried out for him. Having not heard it in so long, he knew he never wanted to go without it again. He loved her and he was never going to let her go again. If she ever fought to leave him again, he would never let her go. He knew she was hurting last time, and he should have been more understanding, but both of them had been so young, neither of them could see past their own pain to understand what the other was going through. But none of that mattered now. The only thing that mattered now was that they were together and that they were going to stay together. They were going to build the life together that they had promised each other and they were going to live the proverbial Happily Ever After. Nothing was going to keep that from happening.

Troy pushed her over to lay her on her back as he pulled her legs up around him. He pushed deeper and deeper into her, not holding back. He was never letting her go again for the world, and he was going to make love to her as if each time was the last time. He loved her and he was going to show her with each and every time they made love. She deserved to be made love to all night long, like that they had all morning and all evening. She had gone ten long years without feeling him inside her and they weren't going to go any lengths of time without making love any more. They each had their careers which took them around the country away from each other, but they would never spend longer away from each other than necessary, and they would be together when they could. They were going to make this work because they loved each other, and neither one of them were going to let go of each other ever again. They knew they had both made a mistake when they had let go of the other ten years ago and they weren't letting go ever again.

Bri gripped onto Troy's shoulders, lifting her hips to his as her walls closed down around his cock, her orgasm shook her body. She was cumming hard as he continued to rub her clit between their bodies.

"Yes, baby! Ride it!" he coaxed her as he felt his orgasm rock his body along with hers.

They were always like this, ten years ago, and the handful of times they've made love since coming back together. They knew they would always be like this too. It was part of how they were with each other and how they would always be. They both fell back onto the bed, exhausted and holding each other, gasping for air. They were both in good shape, but their lovemaking had always left them this way, insatiated and wanting for more, needing air and needing more of each other. They would probably go another round or two before they finally fell asleep or passed out in each others arms, but as for right now, they were just regenerating and waiting for another round. They had a lot of time to make up for, even if they had a lot of time to do it in, they weren't wasting any time.

Troy had pulled himself from Lily's arms around three thirty-five in the morning, knowing he was going to be late for practice. It should only take him about 45 minutes to get to the arena, but he still had to take a shower. But he'd never been late and Chad could always get them going. He sent his best friend a quick text and hopped in the shower, not bothering to wake up Lily. He couldn't for the life of him. She looked so peaceful sleeping and he knew if he did, he'd most likely end up being at least an hour late. He'd have to get a coffee when he got to the arena. Mac would be brewing by the time he got there. Well, with as late as Troy was going to be, a pot would already be done.

He and Lily hadn't gotten to sleep until close to one. And considering it was just after three thirty, he hadn't gotten more than a few hours of sleep. So he was definitely going to need a double shot of caffeine in his coffee this morning and after practice, he'd come home and crawl into bed for an afternoon nap with Lily, which probably wouldn't turn into a nap for another couple hours, but at least that would be the intention. He dressed in his suit and tie and grabbed his gym bag, kissing the top of Lily's head hearing her grumble from the sea of purples on the bed.

"Wuv uuuu."

Troy smiled, whispering softly into her ear as he caressed her bare shoulder before pulling the sheet up over her, "I love you, Lily."

He let the few locks fall from his fingers he was tangling with before standing and walking out of the bedroom. Leaving the beach house, he headed for his Landrover LRX parked in front, pulling out onto heading to LA. He hated being away from Lily already, especially for longer than he was yesterday, going down to pick up his SUV when he had seen Sharpay, but he couldn't just curl up his life because he was back with the love of his life, no matter how badly he wanted to. As badly as he had hurt Sharpay, it hadn't brought him down.

He was still floating on the clouds, being back with Lily. He was in love, a love he thought he had lost ten years ago, but she was back, back in his arms and his bed. He was back in hers, but that was a technicality. She had never left his heart though. He'd never stopped loving her, and he knew she had never stopped loving her. They had always loved each other and he knew that's how it would always be if they ever, no, when they got back together. It had only been a matter of time. They had both needed time to grow up. They had both needed each other, but they had both been so young when they had been with each other before, they each had time to grow up and they were both now ready to accept the world as it was and take care of themselves and each other better than they could have back then. They were ready to love and be with each other now and neither of them would give each other up for anything.

Troy parked his Landrover in his usual spot in the garage and headed toward the locker room, nodding to George, the tiny Mexican as he stood at the door, in his usual post. He wasn't so much tiny as he was stout. He was short, but he was bulky. About the same height as Troy, but he had muscles the size of his head and he could probably break Troy in half if he got pissed enough, but he was a butterfly, the nicest guy Troy had ever met.

"Buenos dias, boss," George greeted Troy.

It was one of the few phrases Troy knew in Spanish and even if his accent wasn't great, he could still return it. "Bwenas deas, George."

George held the door open for Troy into the hall toward the locker room, the only access from the garage into the arena from under the stadium and pulled it shut behind him. He changed into his a warmup outfit quickly, wanting to suit up with the team, not wanting to sit out for this practice. He wanted to get right out there with the guys today. He was the coach, but one of the reason why they had hired him was because he could get out there with them and really teach them the moves instead of just showing them on a clipboard, and he felt like getting out there and doing it the way he was supposed to today, really getting down and dirty with the guys. Maybe it was because he had a little chica at home who loved the smell of a really good workout and when he got home she might attack him right there at the door and...

He shook his head as he walked out onto the court seeing that Chad already had the team doing warm ups, running back and forth on the field. He stood there in a suit and tie, sans a jacket, clipboard tucked under his arm, watching the team. Troy came up beside him, crossing his arms, mimicking his pose, his hand propped on his chin and rubbing his goateeless chin. Chad liked his goatee, but Troy went through phases of having and not having one, but he hadn't had one in about a year or so.

"So, Coach Wayne, what we doing today?" He turned to look at Chad, his eyes immediately looking down to Troy's warmup outfit.

"I'd start running right now if I were you."

Troy's eyes narrowed in on him, shaking his head. "I don't understand." He really didn't. Chad looked dead serious, but Troy couldn't for the life of him figure out what he was so grave about. Out of nowhere, Troy heard the Latino's voice only seconds before he felt the inertia of being flown from where he was standing to being thrust to the floor.

"Pinche pendejo!"

Troy didn't know whether his ass hurt more or his jaw. Rubbing at his jaw, he looked up at the towering Latino heaving over him.

"She was innocent," he spat down at his coach. "Innocent! She came over to clear the air between the two of you and you run off with her like a fucking pirate! She was my fiancée! MINE! But you couldn't handle that, could you? Could you!? You just HAD to have her back! You heard I was engaged to her Friday and you plotted to have her back, so you did everything to you could to take her back."

Troy wiped at his mouth, disbelieving everything he was hearing coming out of his centers mouth. He couldn't believe the man was so delusional to think that he would steal something that would belong to him. First off, Lily never belonged to him, secondly, he never would do that to another man. Chad reached down, taking Troy's arm, helping up his best friend as the other players slowly but not so casually started gathering around the show.

"Get a hold of yourself, De Aquila!" Troy shook his head. "Julian," Troy started again, using De Aquila's first name, talking to him more personally. "I would never steal anything that belonged to another man. I'm not that kind of man. How long have you known me? Since we were both drafted to the Lakers, right? Would I really do that?"

Julian didn't answer, but he knew the answer to that. Troy was a better man than that. He knew him better. "I'm sorry about you and Ella. I truly am. Believe me, it's not something either of us planned. When we saw each other Saturday night, the way we felt about each other ten years ago couldn't be denied, Julian. I still love her and she still loves me. I had to go and tell my girlfriend who I've been with almost since Ella and I broke up ten years ago yesterday too. Do you think that was easy?" Julian still didn't say a word, even if he was understanding.

"No, it wasn't, Julian. It wasn't. I hurt her. She cried, alright. I've never made her cry. Ever. But I made her cry and I felt like an ass. I don't need to be standing here explaining myself here to you, especially after what happened yesterday, but I am because I know what happened yesterday wasn't because you wanted it to happen. I hurt Ella once, and I never want to do it again, and I know you never wanted to hurt her either. But she and I are together now. I'm sorry that leaves you out in the cold, but things are the way they are, and I hope that doesn't change things between us." Troy held his hand up to Julian, taking a deep breath. "Water under the bridge?"

Julian knew he had to let it go, because if he didn't, he'd be pissed for a long time. He wanted Ella to be happy above all else. Taking a deep breath himself, he lifted his hand and shook Troy's, nodding. "I guess. Sí." He hated losing, but he had always been a good sport about it.

Troy nodded, looking around at the rest of his team. "You all finished watching As the World Turns? Can we get to playing now?"

The guys laughed and Troy looked over at Chad as he shook his dreadlocked head, pulling them all into a huddle as the two coaches started to discuss practice for the day to them.

Taylor waddled to the front door, tying the strings on her robe, grumbling the whole way. She opened the door, her nose and mouth scrunched up, shaking her head.

"You're lucky I love you, G. You're the only one I pull my fat butt out of bed for at 8 o'clock in the morning for."

Gabriella giggled, taking the door from her best friend and shutting it behind her. "Come on, we'll crawl back in and watch Spanish soaps while you drink your hot chocolate and I drink my milk and we eat our cinnamon rolls!"

She wrapped her arm around Taylor's round waist, heading down the long hall toward Taylor's bedroom, snuggling with her the entire way as she held the breakfast she had brought from thebakery on Arizona Ave., just up the road from her place.

"Rockenwagner?" Tay asked as they walked into the bedroom.

"Anything else?"

Gabriella helped Taylor climb up on the bed before kicking off her shoes and climbing up on the bed with her as well. They usually had Starbucks when they were working and there were several Starbucks between her place and Taylor's, but Rockenwagner was so much better than Starbucks and they'd go there any day over Starbucks. Gabriella had put on some pajamas even though she hadn't slept in any, knowing she'd be having a girl's morning with Taylor and wanted to be as comfortable as possible while they watched TV and ate their breakfast waiting for their guys to get home.

Gabriella handed Taylor her hot chocolate and rubbed her stomach. "How's my little niece this morning? Did you keep your mommy up all night long? Mommy needs her sleep so Titi Gabi can come over and drive her crazy all morning." Gabriella giggled, looking up at Taylor who was pretending to glare over the top of her hot chocolate cup.

"You're in a good mood this morning, even more so than you usually are so early in the morning."

Gabriella pulled out the cinnamon rolls, placing one on Taylor's perfectly round stomach. "It's not so early anymore. I haven't been able to sleep for more than four hours now."

Taylor tucked her hot chocolate between her feet. "Oh, no! You've got it bad. You can't even sleep without him and it's only been a few nights."

Gabi bit her lip pulling out her cinnamon roll from the bag. "Isn't it wonderful?"

Taylor shook her head, laughing at her best friend. "Now don't you wish you would have done this years ago, G? You could have been this happy years ago!"

Gabriella took a deep breath, picking up the remote to turn on the TV, changing the channel to the Spanish soaps. She couldn't think about would have, should have, could have. She had Troy now and they were happy. They weren't going to let each other go again. They were going to be together forever and nothing was ever going to pull them apart. "We're happy now, Tay. Nothing's going to take that from us now."

She took a bite of her cinnamon roll, watching the soap, grateful she had him now, knowing that she was right. They were together now and nothing was going to come between them.

Taylor placed her hand on her best friend's back. "I'm glad you're back together, G, I really am, but have you fixed everything? Have you talked about everything?"

Gabriella turned back to look at Taylor, shaking her head. "Yes and no. We understand but we're not pushing each other. We've brought up... but we're not going to talk about it in detail. I think it's just really hard on both of us still." Gabriella hadn't even told Taylor the complete truth about everything.

Taylor nodded. Neither one of them had talked about it in the ten years since they'd been apart from each other. Gabriella had barely talked about it with her and she was pretty certain he hadn't talked about it with Sharpay. Why would he?

"What about the future?" Taylor asked, taking a sip of her hot chocolate. Gabriella looked over at Taylor, wondering what she was talking about. "You haven't talked about where you go from here?"

Gabriella sipped her milk slowly. All her future included was Troy forever. She didn't mind how that future went as long as he was in it. Pulling her milk from her lips, she swallowed, shaking her head. "No, we haven't, and that's ok with me. I don't want to make plans. We made plans, a lot of plans back in the last few weeks before I left him, and those plans really hurt us, Tay. I don't want all those expectations laid on us. If we do something, I just want to do it. I don't want to plan for it."

She turned her eyes back to the TV, swallowing a breath of air. "I'm afraid to make plans with him. I'm afraid I'm going to do something to mess this up. I'm afraid I'm going to lose him."

Taylor wrapped her arm around her, pulling her close to her. "Gabriella, you listen to me."

Gabriella turned, blinking slightly. Taylor hardly ever called her by her full first name, just as she hardly ever called her Taylor, it was mostly Tay. "Chad and I have both sat back and watched the two of you for ten years, if there is ANYONE who KNOWS that the two of you are in love and meant to be together it's Chad and me, even if I'm the one who kept telling Chad to butt out and stop meddling."

Gabriella smiled, never knowing that Chad had ever meddled. She'd have to thank him, even though she'd never known of a single time.

"But you're together now and you're going to stay together, just like Chad and me. Even if we have our little tiffs, I love that boy and there ain't no way on God's Green Earth I'm ever leaving him and he's stuck with me, so we're together forever, my dear! It's the four of us together forever."

Gabriella smiled, hugging her best friend tightly to her. "I love you, Tay! Thank you!"

Taylor pulled back, nudging her best friend slightly. "I'm not your best friend for nothing, am I?"

Gabriella giggled as they both turned back to the soap, watching as they ate their breakfast together.